Another day, another month. Very warm and gloomy here today, highs around 80, we broke a record yesterday 84. Too warm, too early. I've been pulling weeds in the garden and Mac's going to have to get the horse linament out, boy am I out of shape.
I was playing some Gilbert and Sullivan yesterday, a medley, and I got to the one about "...poor, little Buttercup..." and visions of Bugs Bunny flashed through my head. I'm sure I heard him sing that one in a cartoon one day. Now of course I can't get the song, or the image, out of my head.